Showin' how funky strong is your fight.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
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If Malay had only paper one I would be done with cts (like MIFFIE YOU LUCKY THING). Wouldn't that be nice. But no, when is life ever nice? Ok abeh angst.

Yesterday morning when we had to take out temperature mine was 35.9 like wow awesome. So sat for econs which was okay I think a lot of people will ace it good for them not good for me because comparatively my essays would suck (even more). But I think can improve and any improvement is fine because slow and steady wins the race beb. Afterwards wasted time away with Xtina who was trying to study art and Nat and Bob who were studying KI and rudely breaking me and Xtina's concentration by discussing what is beauty what is art and other unnecessarily confusing philosophical questions/theories. Bla bla time to go our separate ways for our different papers (not so separate, because our venues were along the same corridor but you get my drift) then had to take temperature and lo and behold mine was 37.6 which is the trigger temperature. Wah wah exciting stuff. The teachers were like whiperwhisperpointpoint to me and I was told to take it again. This time it was 37.7 and I was asked if I drank hot coffee before this(?!) and I said no and the teacher shook her head and told me I had to leave and not take the test. I was like gasp and reluctantly packed my stuff cos macam I was in the zone already and the teacher was like don't lie la I know you happy no need to sit for test. So I was shooed away to the dungeon (how apt) where I was greeted by staff in masks and I had to sit at the holding area and drink water and cool down before taking my temperature again. All I had to entertain myself was my pencil case, kamus and sweater since my stuff was in my locker and I wasn't allowed to move. Some time later took temperature again and it was 37.8 though I felt fine so I had to wear a mask(!!!) and the woman called mum to get her to fetch but she was uncontactable for the longest time so I just waited and waited and waited and was bored to death and started drawing a mental list of people I've been in close proximity with (you know, just in case). As you can see paranoia was setting in heh. They sent me my stuff from my locker and finally got my phone (thanks for entertaining me Sadikin!) and after a couple more hours of staring into blank space mum finally came and I was free.

Went home ate food ate medicine slept and hardly studied despite my two papers today. Half hoping temperature was still highish but it wasn't so I had to face the music. Math was okay though I forgot simple things that I shouldn't have forgotten but all I say is h1 math=best decision evah. Lit was baD (ha I am so subtle) but I tell myself that I didn't put in as much as effort as I would have liked so it's ok I am going to get the grade I deserve. My subconscience nags at me and asks me HOW IS THAT OKAY?! But I say, shut up and let me go.

MARYAM (:
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